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Poetry about fire

The poem about fire is as follows:

Wildfire never completely devoured them, and they were tall again in the spring breeze.

2, get up and look at Nanshan, the mountain will burn the mountain.

At sunrise, flowers in the river are better than fire, and in spring, the river is as green as blue.

4. Shatou knocks on Shi Huo, burning bamboo and lighting fishing boats.

5, the sunset lonely Qi Fei, autumn fire * * * the sky.

6. The fried rice is harvested in early summer and the sea pepper is released in late spring.

7. The firefly is gradually turning off the fire, and the weft is trying to urge the machine. When I think of brocade, I hold a pedestrian suit.

8, "a night-mooring near maple bridge" Zhang Ji: On a frosty night, Jiang Feng sleeps in the fire.

9. Yuan Jie's "bandits retreat to tax collectors": "People who are forced to pay taxes by you are like creatures frying on fire." .

10 Listen to Dong blowing a small flag: the ancient bunker is cold and dusty, and the new snow shadow is flying in the wilderness.

1 1, Han Yu's Rock: On the old wall, the priest said that it was a finely painted Buddha statue. He showed me a lamp and I called them great.

Han Yu: Stopping at Hengshan Temple, I wrote this poem on the gatehouse: This man is on an equal footing with him in the fire-stricken land in the south, with a lot of bad omen and divine power.

13, Normal University: Yange Ensemble: Until their captain gave the order to play a feather in the sand sea, the hunting fire of the Tatar chieftain flashed along the Wolf Mountain.

14, Li Jie: An ancient battle song: Going up the mountain on a bright day, we scan the war torch in the sky, and at the yellow dusk, we drink horses in the border river.

15, Wang Wei: A Luoyang girl's song: When his nine soft lights went out, the wind at dawn just stirred, and nine tiny flying flowers.

16, Du Fu: Spring Dream: After three months of war, a letter from home is worth a ton of gold.

17, Meng Haoran: At the banquet of Mei Daochang's house: How flaming his golden crucible is, and the peach trees are in bud! .